24/06/2019
Marie reads to herself as well reading to her students:
"My spirit with a heavy fear forebodes, in black battalions stray ghost ride, driving me on to moving roads, closed in my bloodied skies on every side. How strange and wicked was our act? Can you explain my trouble and my fright?"
Part from a Charles Baudelaire's poem in the film:
Le Livre de Marie, Anne-Marie Miéville, 1985
How
How strange
How strange and
How strange and wicked
How strange and wicked was
How strange and wicked was our
How strange and wicked was our act?
"My spirit with a heavy fear forebodes, in black battalions stray ghost ride, driving me on to moving roads, closed in my bloodied skies on every side. How strange and wicked was our act? Can you explain my trouble and my fright?"
Part from a Charles Baudelaire's poem in the film:
Le Livre de Marie, Anne-Marie Miéville, 1985
How
How strange
How strange and
How strange and wicked
How strange and wicked was
How strange and wicked was our
How strange and wicked was our act?